The scars on Wenman's face were hideous and terrifying, ruining her overall appearance and ensuring that ordinary men would never dare approach her.
Apart from that, however, Wenman had a graceful figure and fair, delicate skin. By any measure, she was a beauty. Even with Han Shuo's exacting eye, he could find no flaw beyond the scars.
He nodded inwardly, feeling that Wenman was a suitable match for Han Hao. In particular, she clearly had deep feelings for Han Hao and was even willing to relinquish sole leadership of Longsen Grand Canyon for him. This pleased Han Shuo greatly. He would be quite happy to have such a daughter-in-law.
Because of her feelings for Han Hao, Wenman was very humble and somewhat shy toward Han Shuo, who counted as an elder. As she approached him, she kept her head lowered, feeling a little flustered.
"Don't be nervous. This is very easy to fix." Seeing her nervousness, Han Shuo smiled reassuringly.
Even as he spoke, Han Shuo acted. He waved his left hand, and a cloud of warm gray mist enveloped Wenman's cheeks. His consciousness followed his will, and the power in his palm abraded and softened the dead skin of her scars, slowly peeling it away...
"You'll feel some burning, but don't worry. It will only make the damaged scar tissue peel off. I think you should be able to bear this much pain..." Han Shuo spoke casually as he guided the power in his palm across Wenman's cheeks.
With Han Shuo's extraordinarily precise control of demonic essence, he could naturally alter the texture of her skin and the activity of its cells with ease. Such scars were difficult for ordinary people to treat, but he could handle them without any trouble.
Before long, Han Shuo withdrew his hand. Looking